Roads Untraveled

There were tracks here. Evidence of life and prey still lingered after the aftermath of the storm. Nose to the ground he picked up the scent of deer and other wild game. Fresh scents too. Whatever roamed still clung tightly to these parts and would do wonders to satisfy the hungers within them. They'd managed a meal here and there as a pack, but it would be nice to have something more permanently within reach.

He scouted the undergrowth as the made their way up the rise. The plant life was vast. He didn't see anything as of yet to be overly concerned with. Instead he saw possibility and as they ascended he liked this place even more. He turned his gaze behind him, looking down over the lower valley. The Spine had been a marvelous defense, but he rather liked the idea of foreign wolves having to charge up steep slopes if they desired to reach their inner bastion. A pack on a hill was well protected. A pack on a mountain? Even better.

Nanuk's words sounded. Flicking an ear in her direction he turned his pace and moved to join her in her discovery. Turning his eyes out towards where she looked, he spied a quaint little valley tucked beneath the ring of mountains. Sleepy Fox Hollow... He'd been there a time before. Having a place like that so close was an added bonus to this place.

A glance at the beta female and he nodded before turning to lift his voice to his mate. @Tonravik... We've found something...